She led me outdoors
to where the water lives
and motioned, “Don’t be afraid,
dip your hands in. Your arms too!
Yes! All the way to the bottom,
see what you find.”

The whatifs crept in:Whatif I find something I’d rather not?Whatif the something I find leads to change? Whatif this change challenges the status quo? Whatif status quo resists who I become?Whatif I fail at the whole thing?

She, quietly stood,
her silent demeanor a strong support.
From deep within, I knew
(to my hidden core)
failure is the only way to go.
Failure is the risk that must be taken.

With that,
I took the plunge,
soaking wet, smiling
at the graceful mystery
of following the
unknown.

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and that’s exactly the nature of an idea. unexpected, unbidden and shows up out of the blue. And if we do nothing with it, she’s perfectly happy to flit away and find another place to land. PS LOVE that book!